Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 117: The mysterious guardian’s action is not good for the young master, and there is no mercy!

The Jun family and the Jiang family are two of the three imperial families.

Strength and background, in a barren ancient family, it can be regarded as a leader.

The general immortal traditions dare not provoke them at will.

What's more, the Panwu dynasty has experienced a slight decline in recent years.

Even the strategic weapons, the Emperor Panhuang Sword, have not been found yet.

In this case, if it really provokes the two great families, Panwu Shenchao will pay an unimaginable price.

There may even be a battle for immortality.

As a result, the Lord Panwu suppressed his anger.

It's just that look, very cold.

Jun Xiaoyao stands with his hands in his hands, looks calm, and sneers at the corners of his mouth.

He likes the way the Lord Panwu couldn't understand him and couldn't get rid of him.

"This kid..." The corner of Panwushen's eyes twitched slightly.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's smiling smile at the corner of his mouth, he really wanted to slap it.

But rationally, still let the Lord Panwu constrain the killing intent.

Seeing the indifferent Panwu God Lord and the elders of all the surrounding forces, they all secretly took a breath.

It seems that the awe-inspiring power of the Jun family is far stronger than they thought.

Jun Xiaoyao was so humiliated and provocative, the Lord Panwu was shocked like a tortoise, and he didn't even dare to suppress it.

"Enough, Jun Xiaoyao, since you don’t like the position of the gods, let’s go, my Panwu gods don’t have to ask you!"

The Lord Panwu waved his sleeves, his tone indifferent.

This is already his last face.

Jun Xiaoyao still stood in place, turned his head and said: "Divine Lord Panwu, don't you understand?"

"The identity of a horseman, the son of God is disdainful."

"Panwuling, the son of God will also enter!"

"Presumptuous!" The spirit of the **** Panwu couldn't help rioting.

He has not held accountability and let Jun Xiaoyao leave.

Jun Xiaoyao is still so good.

At this moment, Jun Zhantian said coldly: "God of Panwu, pay attention to your words, my son of Jun's family, not anyone can scold me casually."

The Lord Panwu's face was frozen.

At this time, Wu Mingyue couldn't help but said: "Jun Xiaoyao, enough, Mingyue admits that Mingyue is not worthy of you, but please don't make trouble without reason!"

"Unreasonably making trouble? Jun has always used reason to convince people, why did you make trouble unreasonably?" Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows slightly, pretending to be surprised.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao like this, Wu Mingyue grinned her silver teeth angrily.

Shameless!

Jun Xiaoyao is really shameless!

If Jun Xiaoyao is really reasonable, pigs can climb the tree!

"Okay, the emperor wants to see, you can tell what the truth is, if not, then this matter today, it is impossible to forget it!" Panwu **** master said coldly.

He has regressed, if he continues to show weakness, what prestige is there in that Pan Wushen Dynasty.

"Isn't the truth simple?" A light and shadow stone appeared in Jun Xiaoyao's hand.

He turned his eyes to the third prince, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this smile, the hearts of the three princes fell to the bottom of the valley as if they were bound by a boulder.

There is a strong ominous meaning in his heart.

"No... impossible... absolutely not... he is scaring me..."

A cold sweat broke out on the third prince's back, and his legs began to tremble slightly.

Jun Xiaoyao poured mana into the light and shadow stone.

The shadow of the soul of the blood-clothed assassin in the Netherworld appeared.

Accompanied by what he said.

"It's the Panwu God Dynasty... The Third Prince... The one who bought us the Netherworld Assassin and assassinated you..."

The sound in the light and shadow stone spread throughout the Forbidden City.

For a time, the Quartet was silent.

Countless people opened their eyes wide, looking at the scene in the light and shadow stone in disbelief.

"The third prince of the Martial God dynasty, actually bought the Assassin of the Nether Heaven and assassinated the son of the Emperor?" A top Taoist elder took a deep breath, his heart was extremely shocked.

"Is this not life? The most taboo of the Immortal Taoism is that the descendants are assassinated by those killer assassins."

"It's over, these three princes are over..."

All around, after a short silence, there was a loud noise.

Everyone felt unbelievable, but Jun Xiaoyao didn't expect to produce this kind of evidence.

"This...how could it happen?" Wu Mingyue Yurong also froze, feeling cold all over.

Assassinate Jun Xiaoyao?

How much courage does it take to do this kind of thing?

The God Lord Panwu was also shocked, and he no longer had the confidence he had before.

Puff!

The third prince softened his legs and sat on the ground with his ass, his crotches were all wet, giving off a peculiar smell.

"No...no, I don't, I don't know anything?" The third prince was sweating, his face pale as if he were dead, and his body trembling like chaff.

"Don't you dare to admit it, I have a witness." Jun Xiaoyao said with a light smile.

Among the crowd, a beautiful woman walked out, it was the Lyra woman.

She glanced at the third prince indifferently with beautiful eyes and said: "The Lyra woman can testify. Before in Xianqiong Tower, the third prince had a strong hostility towards Lord God."

"Afterwards, the Lord Godson did indeed come to the residence of the Tianqin woman, playing the piano and talking about the Tao. It must be after the son of God left that he was assassinated."

The words of the Lyra Woman undoubtedly make things more real.

"Lianqin girl, you..." Hearing this, the third prince almost poured blood.

He has been pursuing the Lyra Girl for a long time, and has given away many treasures, even Xianyuan is willing to give it away.

As a result, the Lyra Girl actually cheated him like this, without hesitation.

The Lyra female Yu Rong was cold, and said with a sense of irritation: "What a peerless person is the Son of God~IndoMTL.com~ can you assassinate if you want?"

After finishing speaking, the Tianqin girl turned her head, looked at Jun Xiaoyao, and immediately changed her face with a cute smile.

It seems that I hope to be praised and recognized by Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly and nodded faintly to the Lyra female.

The Lyra Girl laughed too, very contented.

Seeing this scene, the third prince's face turned purple, and finally he vomited a mouthful of old blood.

The goddess in his mind has become Jun Xiaoyao's female licking dog!

Now, a bigger crisis has just arrived.

After the evidence was confirmed, Jun Xiaoyao looked coldly and said: "Panwu God Lord, your three princes of God Dynasty assassinated this **** son, how should this account be calculated?"

Jun Xiaoyao's words made the Lord Panwu's face sink to the extreme, he turned his head and looked at the third prince, wishing to slap the rebellious son to death.

Today, the entire face of Panwu Shenchao has been lost!

Wu Mingyue was also panicked, but she didn't expect the situation to reach this point.

Jun Zhantian waited for several clan elders to come forward, his old face filled with anger and coldness: "Panwu God Lord, should I give my Jun family an explanation?"

The Lord Panwu was forced to be speechless for a while.

But at this moment.

Suddenly a sound of a piano blasted through the air in Yuankong!

The target is the third prince!

"Who is it?!" Panwu **** master reacted, but it was too late.

Puff!

The killing blade crossed, blood splattered the sky!

The three princes separated their heads and threw their heads high!

His face still has a look of shock, doubt, fear, and fear.

"Damn, who would dare to kill my son!" The Lord Panwu burst into anger and breath.

A cold voice came from the depths of the void.

"Those who dare to be disadvantageous to the young master, kill without mercy!"